I am wearing my Race for the Roses t-shirt today...it makes me feel kind of cool! hee hee
I am ready to run another 5K. Need to sign up.
I am feeling more independent and I like where I have ended up...to this day...less clothes in the closet (need to go shopping for smaller sizes), smaller portion control (like that I know when I am full), allowing myself to be "real" and enjoy some of the tastier and worse things to consume (large amounts of wine at times and deep-fried anything), appreciating my supportive friends (and taking their compliments seriously) and most importantly I like (love) where we are as a family. We seem more centered on the same goal (being healthy) and enjoying life in a different and more productive manner.
It is crazy to think that 26 pounds ago I was "happy". I was content at what and who I was. I was not ashamed of my weight, but at times I was tired of not having more freedom to shop where and when I wanted since some stores did not carry my size. Now 26 pounds have been shed and I am amazed at the new freedom I have and what is available to me in so many different ways. I am happier and more alive...so ready to keep up the fight and continue on the path to a healthier weight and eventually even more freedom. I also know that it takes time and effort to keep up this pace. I am not giving up or giving in until I have reached a healthier weight.
woooo-hoooooo!
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Race for the Roses
OK, so I might have cried when I crossed the finish line!
I got to my sister Anna's at 530 am (yep, that early) she and Erica were running the 10K. We then picked up Brian in Tigard and made our way to the Convention Center in Portland.
Picked up our packets (bags really) with t-shirt, bib, chip and goodies. (BTW, this is all new to me and I am dazed and confused not to mention anxious and just a wee bit scared). Got it all together, Anna and Erica headed off to their run and I locatde Hayley and Melissa. The four of us headed out and up the stairs to the start line.
There were a lot of people! I was a bit mesmorized...people watching! Runners of all shapes and sizes were everywhere. There was so much to look at plus the fact I was trying to just take it all in for the first time AND get ready to run.
We chatted for a bit.
Waiting.
Butterflies attcked my gut.
We are off.
First mile? Feel great! Hayley and Brain flank me and I am feeling good. The run over the bridge is gorgeous and fun. I am in it!
Second mile? I slow down. I am poking along (and hindsight...should have pushed harder) but feeling good and still looking around.
Third mile? I feel slow and want to get in the groove but just can't, don't, whatever...but it does not happen. We head up the (VERY) steep onramp to the steel bridge and I am "slogging". Slow, slow, slow jog, but am still moving forward. I arrive at the top of the bridge and the downhill and very short way to the finish line.
At this point I am dragging my butt! Hayley is pushing me to pick up the pace and I tried. It was tough.
We round the corner and I see the finish line
.
Start the flood of tears.
Hayley snaps a picture of me vrossing the finish line.
It is over.
I did it.
Water, a rose (it is called Race FOR the roses, remember) and a few hugs...I am ready to go home!
Anna and Erica cross the finish line, we all get pictures, some snacks and head home.
At home I get a ton of hugs, proud-of-you and lots of good-jobs! My family is amazing.
Just to let how awesome my hiusband is...after a hot shower he let me take a nap! (My baby too ended up napping with me).
Sweet, sweet way to end a great morning and start the day!
Now what? Well sign for another 5K of course!
I got to my sister Anna's at 530 am (yep, that early) she and Erica were running the 10K. We then picked up Brian in Tigard and made our way to the Convention Center in Portland.
Picked up our packets (bags really) with t-shirt, bib, chip and goodies. (BTW, this is all new to me and I am dazed and confused not to mention anxious and just a wee bit scared). Got it all together, Anna and Erica headed off to their run and I locatde Hayley and Melissa. The four of us headed out and up the stairs to the start line.
There were a lot of people! I was a bit mesmorized...people watching! Runners of all shapes and sizes were everywhere. There was so much to look at plus the fact I was trying to just take it all in for the first time AND get ready to run.
We chatted for a bit.
Waiting.
Butterflies attcked my gut.
We are off.
First mile? Feel great! Hayley and Brain flank me and I am feeling good. The run over the bridge is gorgeous and fun. I am in it!
Second mile? I slow down. I am poking along (and hindsight...should have pushed harder) but feeling good and still looking around.
Third mile? I feel slow and want to get in the groove but just can't, don't, whatever...but it does not happen. We head up the (VERY) steep onramp to the steel bridge and I am "slogging". Slow, slow, slow jog, but am still moving forward. I arrive at the top of the bridge and the downhill and very short way to the finish line.
At this point I am dragging my butt! Hayley is pushing me to pick up the pace and I tried. It was tough.
We round the corner and I see the finish line
.
Start the flood of tears.
Hayley snaps a picture of me vrossing the finish line.
It is over.
I did it.
Water, a rose (it is called Race FOR the roses, remember) and a few hugs...I am ready to go home!
Anna and Erica cross the finish line, we all get pictures, some snacks and head home.
At home I get a ton of hugs, proud-of-you and lots of good-jobs! My family is amazing.
Just to let how awesome my hiusband is...after a hot shower he let me take a nap! (My baby too ended up napping with me).
Sweet, sweet way to end a great morning and start the day!
Now what? Well sign for another 5K of course!
Friday, April 9, 2010
Do You Wanna Get Rocked?
So, this is the song that I will listen to on my ipod as I begin my first ever 5!
Sunday, 7:35 AM
Race for the Roses
...Jump off the deep end, hold on tight!
Sunday, 7:35 AM
Race for the Roses
...Jump off the deep end, hold on tight!
Friday, April 2, 2010
Last Day
Done. Finito. Complete.
That is how I feel. And it feels great. I finished the Couch to 5K today. And I am soooo, soooo happy.
I am proud of myself for completing the program, but also for never skipping a training session. Not one. Ever. That feels great.
To keep all things honest I did "cheat" twice by stopping and walking...once around week 4 or 5 and then today. Today! My last day and I wimped out at mile 2 and walked a half lap. I am slightly bummed at myself but also proud that I went (when everyone was busy and I was on the treadmill alone!). It was not fun...but I did complete the 3 miles and in about the same time as Monday's on the treadmill. Wednesday was out on the road and I shaved 5 min off the time...what is up with that?
So, today was a big day but there was no big fan-fare, no big finish and I didn't even finish "strong" as I had anticipated. What do I say to that? How am I feeling?
Nobig deal.
Such is life.
I didn't quit and I am still moving forward. Yeah me!
Next week I am going to run a few times to keep up my pacing and get ready for the big race on the 11th. Do some hills maybe...oh, scary! There is always a challenge out there and - am ready for it!
What next? Wait and see....fun times ahead!
That is how I feel. And it feels great. I finished the Couch to 5K today. And I am soooo, soooo happy.
I am proud of myself for completing the program, but also for never skipping a training session. Not one. Ever. That feels great.
To keep all things honest I did "cheat" twice by stopping and walking...once around week 4 or 5 and then today. Today! My last day and I wimped out at mile 2 and walked a half lap. I am slightly bummed at myself but also proud that I went (when everyone was busy and I was on the treadmill alone!). It was not fun...but I did complete the 3 miles and in about the same time as Monday's on the treadmill. Wednesday was out on the road and I shaved 5 min off the time...what is up with that?
So, today was a big day but there was no big fan-fare, no big finish and I didn't even finish "strong" as I had anticipated. What do I say to that? How am I feeling?
Nobig deal.
Such is life.
I didn't quit and I am still moving forward. Yeah me!
Next week I am going to run a few times to keep up my pacing and get ready for the big race on the 11th. Do some hills maybe...oh, scary! There is always a challenge out there and - am ready for it!
What next? Wait and see....fun times ahead!
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